Harry Potter Porn Story: Bloodline of lust – Chapter 1

Harry potter and the bloodline of lust is written by O Jordinio O on fanfiction.net

Harry Potter was a very interesting eleven year old boy. At only one and a half years of age he was the vanquisher of the most powerful Dark Lord in history, the cost of such fame was that his Mother and Father died fending off said Dark Lord before Harry killed him using methods nobody could figure out.

With the death of his parents, the secret keeper Peter Pettigrew was captured by a family friend, Remus Lupin, and sentenced to life in Azkaban. Because of a few well placed words Remus even managed to improve the living conditions of werewolves all across Britain, as he made sure everyone knew he was only able to catch the heinous criminal due to his enhanced senses.

Custody of Harry went to his Godfather, or Dogfather, depending on who you asked, Sirius Black. And while a great man, he was not the best role model for Harry to take after. Then again, he wasn’t the worst either, like Lily’s Muggle sister for example. At a young age, thanks to his Godfather, Harry became obsessed with the female body just as much as Sirius himself was.

Growing up, Harry was using magic willingly by the time he reached four, and with the new minister, Cornelius Fudge, wanting to be in Harry’s good books through any means necessary, gave him an official pardon enabling him to use magic with a wand to learn to defend himself from his enemies. So by the time he reached five his Godfather had begun teaching him every defensive and offensive spell he knew. Dark or Light mattered very little to the Black, his heritage effecting him more then even he knew. It didn’t matter as long as Harry could protect himself. Of course he wouldn’t have been Sirius if he hadn’t taught Harry everything he knew about pranking and women. Although Harry took more after his mother and gained her temper when provoked as opposed to his father’s knack for pranks, he still took part on occasion.

What very few knew about was that the Potters had a bloodline, the only one left in existence; The more magically powerful a Potter was the younger they would start their harmonic phase, which was the ‘proper term’. Most Potters simply called it the Horny Phase, as it was basically puberty, only starting early and NOT ending early. Up side, his magical core grew by leaps and bound. Downside, his eyes were glued to any set of bouncing tits and jiggling arse that was within viewing distance a little more than a decade before they should have. And with the magical power Harry had, enough to rival a Dark lord when he was just a baby, well… lets just say Harry had a very healthy appreciation for the Female body the day he visited Kings Cross station. Although the fact that he was a hair under five feet tall and was two or three times more endowed than a boy his age generally should be due to his bloodline allowed him quite a bit of freedom and opportunities.

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Stepping onto the Hogwarts express, Harry couldn’t help but grin behind his Armani shades (something Sirius never did appreciate the beauty of). He was dressed in black dress shoes, black cargo jeans, and a white shirt with the top three buttons undone, over which he wore a shiny black dragon hide jacket. He shrank his trunk and put it in his jacket pocket, having learned that keeping it in your back pocket was a bad idea, since they tended to grow to full size when they were damaged, something sitting on them tended to do. He started doing what he’d been doing for the past month; daydreaming about the kind of girls at the school he would be attending soon as he walked down the train, looking for a compartment.

Unfortunately for him, he didn’t watch where he was going and bumped into someone, falling to the ground. Fortunately for him, that someone happened to be female and when he wildly grabbed for something to hold him he ended up gripping into her blouse as he fell, ripping it wide open, exposing her bountiful breasts to the world, jiggling wildy as they were freed as she too fell onto her butt, now only held back by a lacy black bra.

“Who the hell do you thin-… Oh Merlin, It’s Harry Potter!”

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Lavender brown was a nice looking girl, curly blonde hair, a pretty face, and even at the age of fourteen she had a nice pair of D-cup breasts that promised to only get bigger with age. She was wearing only a short black skirt that barely hid her bountiful ass from view, black stockings that came to mid thigh and a tight grey blouse.

She was no virgin. She’d let quite a few of the older boys into her dorm room for a quick, or not so quick, in regards to some of those incredible Muggleborn and Muggle raised Halfblood boys who actually bothered to work out, shag her, even if she was annoyed when they bragged about it. (Which was rather hypocritical, as she had the measurements of every boy she, and every other girl in the school she could weasel the information out of, ever slept with along with a very detailed explanation of their performance in her diary saved for later review and fingering material.) She enjoyed sex, and the older boys were obviously going to be more experienced, so it was simple logic as to why her tastes were what they were.

She wasn’t really paying attention as she walked along the train, so she didn’t notice as she bumped into someone and only came back to reality as she saw him fall, his hand shooting out and grabbing her blouse, ripping it open and exposing her lacy black bra covered breasts. Getting angry at how he ripped her blouse she snapped angrily. “Who the hell do you think-…” It was only as he raised his head did she see the lightning bolt scar just above his right eyelid and immediately had a very fangirlish reaction; grabbing his head she brought the still dazed boy’s face straight into her bountiful cleavage and squealed, “Oh Merlin, It’s Harry Potter!”

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Lavender’s fangirlish thoughts halted for the moment as she felt something soft and wet slide up the side of her scarcely covered cleavage and backed away from Harry slightly just enough to see him retract his tongue. It was an arousing feeling, having someone that important staring at you with lust clouded eyes. Her nipples hardened due to the warm saliva on her breasts turning cold as the open air hit it.

Before she could speak up though he spoke first, “Wow, if this is the kind of treatment I get at this school I can tell I’m going to enjoy it! Especially if the girls are as hot as you.” His sunglasses had fallen off when he fell so he stealthily picked them up and shoved them his pocket as he stood at his full height, just a few inches shorter than the older girl, his head tilted downwards a bit with his eye’s firmly locked on her large bosom.

“Oh? You like what you see?” She said as she crossed her arms under her bountiful bra clad tits. It was early, so nobody else was on the train at the moment, so she was wasn’t about to be caught seducing a firsty. Her breasts became all the more noticeable with her arms under them, her cleavage almost spilling out of her small lacy black bra, ‘Harry Potter, all alone! This could be the best chance I ever get!’ She thought to herself and spoke again while leaning forward, her cleavage all the more visible, “How would you like a better look at them?” Her voice turned to a throaty purr.

“I’d love a good look at them… what was your name again?” Harry asked. Sirius always told him to memorize a bird’s name or he’d regret it later, calling her the wrong name was just asking for a kick in the danglies.

“Lavender. Lavender Brown”

Humming thoughtfully he brought his right hand up and squeezed her right breast, making her gasp as his sudden move, he could feel her hard nipple against his palm through the lacy bra, “These are quite nice, biggest pair of tits I’ve ever seen on a girl so young actually.” He said honestly.

Moaning at his kneadings she purred again, “I know I’m not the biggest in my year. That right goes to Daphne Greengrass, followed very closely by Hermione Granger. Daphne’s a stuck up ice queen who’s the best looking girl in her house and she knows it. Never even seen her flirt, much less date or even kiss. Looking for the best to give the honour of sleeping with her I guess. Granger… holy shit she’s got problems. Girl’s bloody nuts. Lack of friends in her first years drove her nutters and she’s obsessed with books. Same as Daphne, no dates, flirting, kissing etc, although her reasons for it are her lack of social skills and friends. The fact that the first dozen people that went to her for ‘friendship’ only wanted her to do their homework for them probably helped push her deeper into the library. Speaking of which, I’m pretty sure she has her own bed in the library, so she can ‘get acquainted’ with some of the rarer book’s spine’s if ya know what I mean.” She joked. Her grin widened and grew several times more saucy as she continued in a more seductive tone. “Consequently, neither of them have used their tits for anything but self pleasure. Unlike me, who I can guarantee I knows how to use them, if you get my meaning Harry.” As her throaty voice finished she gave a pointed look at her bosom and then his crotch, telling him just what she meant.

Harry grinned, “Well, I happen to know quite a few locking and privacy spells and my highest record is seven orgasms in a row before I went soft for any longer than thirty seconds so we could make the entire ride to Hogwarts fly by…” He said leadingly. “Unless of course you want to catch up with friends on the ride, than we could use the thirty minutes before the train leaves the station to… get to know each other.” While his voice was innocent when he spoke the last sentence his grin never wavered, even widening further as he finished.

“Why Mister Potter I do think I need to sit down, please lead me to a seat, if you please?” She batted her eyelashes at him. What was meant to be a mock gesture actually came out rather sexily on her, making Harry’s heart rate quicken and his eyes to glanced at the doors nearby.

Grasping her hand he placed a kiss on her knuckle and said, “Of course my dear, we’ll have you off those poor feet in no time.” Before he grasped her hand and lead her into the nearest compartment. Opening the door for her he stepped back as she walked in. Her amused look showed Harry he was at least doing something right.

As soon as he passed the threshold of the doorway she shoved him into the bench rather roughly and straddled his lap, her large arse covering a good portion of his thighs. “The spells, Harry? I haven’t decided which option I’ll take, but you can never be too safe.” Before she was even finished speaking his wand was in his hands, dancing as he murmured under his breath. The door glowed all colours of the rainbow before he tossed a small Rune stone (a one inch by one inch paper this black stone with a single white Rune glowing on it.) at it, making the door seemingly disappear.

Seeing her curious look he explained simply, “Muggle-repelling ward, only keyed towards Magicals. No one will even know the door exists for the next ten hours.”

“Oh the Slytherins are going to love you Mr. Potter.” She said huskily. She was no Slytherin, but power was always a turn on for witches. She was no exception.

Explanations over with, Lavender roughly took his lips with her own and was surprised when his tongue swept straight into her mouth, exploring it thoroughly before wrapping around her own tongue trailing up and down it’s sides, this was the first time she’d ever experienced someone sucking on her tongue, and it was amazing! She moaned into his mouth softly only to practically hum as his hands reached down and under her skirt before coming to a rest on her large arse. She pushed up against his, surprisingly well muscled for an eleven year old, chest, pressing her breasts against him as he began roughly kneading her arse cheeks, her skirt now slid up showing a tiny black lace thong.

She removed what remained of her white shirt after breaking the lip lock and quickly made her way to her knees in front of him. Using one of her hands she softly grasped the thick bulge in his cargo jeans and felt like creaming herself when she felt how large it was. Or at least suspected.

Swiftly unzipping his jeans, she gripped them at the hems and pulled down as Harry raised himself up, letting them fall to his knees. Lavender was rather shocked when a thick seven inch long cock, as thick as her wrist came flying out, standing proudly erect like a flag pole. She was shocked because the biggest cock she’d taken was from a 7th year Hufflepuff who only stood at just barely six inches, and here was an eleven year old who had a bigger, and thicker, cock than a full grown eighteen year old man.

Purring throatily at him as he cocked an eyebrow at her she spoke low and huskily, “My my Mr. Potter, I can tell you’re going to have me screaming your name, I hope those wards you used are good because by the looks of it, I’m going to be rather loud for a very long time.” She finished her mouth trailing off into a lecherous smile.

“Oh they’ll last. But I’m not against putting them to the test.” He replied, “How about we warm each other up?” He said as he laid on his back on the bench, gesturing for her to climb on. Lavender did so, positioning her large posterior over a delighted Harry’s face as she grasped his erection. Harry barely had a second to admire her pussy, her labia forming into a very appealing innie shape, before his body reacted without his say so and he lunged upwards, his tongue working her folds in an admittedly amateur fashion. Lavender didn’t seem to mind, he was enthusiastic and seemed to be a quick learner as she moaned every time he did something she liked and he made sure to do it again as he worked out what she enjoyed.

Turning her attention back to the wonderful piece of meat before her Lavender arched her back, pushing herself backwards enough to grab her breasts before engulfing his cock within them. The position was a tad uncomfortable, as her back was arched pretty heavily since she was taller than he was, but she liked it anyway. She didn’t move onto a full titfuck yet, simply encasing all but the head in her soft pillowy flesh. She gave the head a kiss, feeling playful, before she licked it slowly up and down. Once it was good and covered and could feel her spit dripping down into the hole his cock made in her cleavage she started sucking on the head and swirling her tongue around the crown. Harry was moaning and groaning, but he impressed her by keeping up his task, his rapidly improving technique was quickly drawing her to her first orgasm.

Biting softly on her clit caused Lavender to stiffen. Harry thought he’d done something wrong, but he was stopped from asking when she moaned loudly around his cock, the hot puff of air on his cock head felt wonderful, and she came, grinding her cunt into his face, soaking it in her fluids.

Deciding to repay the favour, Lavender, while still sucking on his cock head, brought her hands up to her pillowy breasts and began to give him a slow titfuck that seemed to tease Harry more than anything.

Not satisfied with the slow titfuck, Harry used his grip on Lavenders lovely arse to flip her over before sliding up and spinning around so he was straddling the slightly dazed girl’s stomach, facing her tits. He reached forward slowly, grabbing onto her big tits and slipped his cock inbetween them and spoke huskily as she came back to awareness, “Now that the teasing shit is done for, I’m gonna fuck these big titties the way they were made to be fucked.” Finishing his speech he thrust forward, his ball-sack slapping against the underside of her tit’s as his cock slipped into her mouth before he pulled back and slipping easily through her saliva covered cleavage.

Building up to a fast pace quickly he wildly fucked his cock into her D-cup tits. Harry moaned loudly at the sensations while Lavender concentrated on sucking on his cock head whenever is popped out of her tits and slipped between her lips. Slapping his hands away, as his grip was getting a tad painful in his lust, she crossed her arms over her breasts, pulling them all the tighter around him. She was amused by the unmanly squeak of pleasure that was appropriate for a boy his age he produced before his thrusts sped up. “C-cumming!” He said.

Lavender was curious if he would even release anything. At his age the most he should release would be a few drops of clear liquid that wasn’t even really cum (she’d jerked off one of the first years after the nice kid found a book she’d been looking for because she was curious about this very thing a year ago), but Harry seemed to already be full of surprises. The copious, thick jet of solid white cum was far from what she was expecting, and she didn’t have time to react in any real way other than the widening of her eyes as seven ropes of cum painted across her face.

Lavender was so shocked by the amount of cum that she didn’t even notice as Harry waddled backwards on his knees and flipped her on her stomach and started sliding his cum covered and slightly limp but rapidly re-hardening cock between her big arse cheeks. She was brought back to reality again as she moaned out loud when Harry’s large balls brushed against her clit as he started grinding in earnest, putting his whole body behind burying his cock inbetween her cheeks.

Raising herself onto her hand and knee’s, unknowingly entering the doggy style position, Lavender began to shake her big bouncy arse into Harry’s pelvis as he sawed his erection back and forth, returning it to it’s previous rock hard state between her bum cheeks.

A few seconds later he pulled his cock from her rippling ass globes. She screamed as she felt his hand impact with her right arse cheek suddenly, rocking her forward, only to be shocked as, using the strap from her bra, which was still wrapped tight around her torso just below her breasts, he pulled her back and speared all seven inches of his cock into her still surprisingly tight, for such an active girl, pussy.

“Eeeeee! sooooooo biiiiiiiig…” She moaned throatily.

“Fuck, you’re tight!” Harry groaned. She didn’t seem adverse to the rough stuff, which was what he enjoyed, so he showed no mercy, her ass making the most amazing shapes as he brutally slammed their hips together, one hand gripping her hip and the other still gripping onto her useless bra strap in a death grip.

She enjoyed every second of it so he saw no reason to hold back any, he set the pace as fast as he could go, pounding her tight pussy as hard and fast as he could.

Lavender herself was in mostly shock from the fucking she was receiving, this was the hardest she’d ever been fucked… and they’d only just started! He was tearing her pussy apart with his big dick, “You like that bitch?” Harry demanded from behind her, his hand that was on her hip pulled back before it surged forward, impacting with her arse cheeks again, causing her to mewl even louder, “I’m gonna fuck you for as long as possible. Maybe when we’re done I’ll let you suck the spunk from my knob-end you dirty slut.”

Lavender collapsed, her ass still up in the air as she buried her face in her hands, her face now even redder as she found herself turned on all the more by the dirty talk. She tried to resist the pleasure, denying him the ability to slap her ass as she started forcing her hips backwards, throwing him off balance. Her half-hearted efforts were for naught though as Harry quickly adjusted and gave her arse a brutal spanking. Lavender finally snapped, accepting the dirty pleasure. “Yes Harry, break my pussy! Fuck my tight little cunt raw and fill my womb with cum!”

With a roar as he felt the first knot in his stomach snap, Harry thrust forward, burying his cock to the hilt in her pussy and unleashed a torrent of his cum up into her cunt, most of it splashing straight into her cervix, triggering Lavenders own orgasm and causing her to squeal loudly as she released her fluids all over his cock.

“Merlin yes!” Harry yelled, his orgasm powerful enough to force him to slow down, but not much as he continued fucking his cock into her spasming pussy. “After tasting this pleasure I don’t think I’ll be able to let you leave without being fully satisfied.” He whispered into her ear. He felt her pussy tighten up, and not due to another orgasm, “Oh, you like that do you?” He slapped her ass again, hard, “Being used for the next eight hours by me, knowing that you’ll be dripping with my cum the whole way to the castle? You’re such a slutty girl Lavender, I love it.” A burst of magic from his finger hit her clit. Harry really didn’t know what it would do, but his gamble paid off as Lavender’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and she started screaming at the top of her lungs. He would have mistaken them for pained wails, but her pussy was gushing like nothing he’d ever seen before.

She collapsed, his cock slipping out of her cunt as she fell. The second the head popped out of her pussy however she flipped over on her back and spread her legs. Her eyes were wide open and wild with lust. “Put it in, please, fuck me again!” She pleaded.

Harry lowered himself, barely inserting the head of his cock before he sawed two inches in and out. “Oh, do you want more of my cum as well?” He taunted.

Somehow, her eyes widened even further, and even more lust clouded them. “Yes… YES! More cum. Fill me more!” She said madly.

Harry almost yelped as her legs linked behind him and he was suddenly jerked downwards, his cock spearing into her pussy effortlessly with the amount of force her legs applied to his back. She was a crazy one, but he couldn’t imagine a better ‘Welcome to Hogwarts’ experience. Putting his all into pummelling her cervix with his cock head he checked his internal clock and grinned. Seven hours and fifty-seven minutes until the train stopped. It was going to take a lot of work and it was probably going to come down to sheer willpower and some inventive uses of magic but he was going to fuck lavender for the entire train ride.

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(7 hours 35 minutes later)

Pulling out of Lavender’s now thoroughly brutalized pussy he watched as she slid down the bench, her back against the bench while her head lolled about. She sat, barely conscious, on the floor while he was jacking his cock off as fast as he could before he let loose one final roar and rained down spunk from his knob-end just as he’d promised, covering Lavender’s pretty face, curly blonde hair, and D-cup titties in a white glaze of sperm.

Harry was rather amazed by himself, really. Sure his cock was raw as all hell, his body was sore, and his balls had never felt emptier, but he could apparently still go on, as he was still hard. Not to mention his last load, which by all right should have been, at most, a few drops of cum dribbling out of the slit, was a full ten spurts of cum. Magic was a wonderful thing, a very happy Harry Potter decided.

Slumping back a little and wiping the sweat from his brow, Harry heard Lavender speak softly, “That… was by far the best shag I’ve ever had in my life… I’d be willing to spread it around how good you are in the sack if you’ll fuck me like that whenever I have the need.” She said. “Hand me that little black book, would you? You’ll be my newest addition into it and I want you to see just how I’m going to help you.”

Nodding he reached over and grabbed her school uniform, which she’d never had a chance to put on, from on top of her trunk and handed it to her before he picked her up and sat down on the comfortable bench, the blond girl sitting between his legs, her erection resting between her cherry red cheeks, “Deal, you help me get even more girls to fuck and I’ll fuck you even longer than this next time. In fact, the Potter family has a few dozen time turners we’ve either made or acquired over the years, so we could do this again, a full eight hour shag-fest, and be back only a few minutes after we left.”

Lavender squealed at the possibilities. They could time it up so they both took a loo break at the same time and she’d be back in class, pussy raw and her sexual appetite satisfied beyond her wildest dreams with nothing appearing out of the ordinary! “You were saying something about a black book?” Harry asked, holding out the retrieved item for her.

“Oh, yes. I was lost in thought.” The gleam in her eyes told Harry what she was thinking about easily enough, “Anyway, this book has the measurements and a paragraph or two about every guy in Hogwarts except the current first years and a small portion of the second years. And I mean a SMALL portion. Some of the witches I know like to break in the firsties.” She said with a conspiratory whisper and a shared grin.

Harry chuckled, “So you’re going to put me in there? Do you just pass this thing around, or is there some sort of witch-only newsletter I don’t know about?” Harry chuckled at first, but seeing her wide blinking eyes his own eyes widened, “What, there is, seriously?”

Lavender laughed, “You can’t tell anyone I told you, or that you know at all or we’ll have to Obliviate you, but there’s a weekly newsletter about the boys. Who’s date-able, who’s not, who to look out for in the halls’, that sort of thing. If you’re condemned by the paper than your chances of having a girlfriend while still at Hogwarts is less than none. Ron Weasely for example, is black-listed until his fifth year for hurting Hermione so much.” She explained.

She gave him a flat look, “Before today the hardest fuck I’ve had was from a Ravenclaw that snapped under the pressure and did his best to turn my pussy inside out, but he only lasted for thirty seconds. You were harder, and lasted Merlin knows how many times longer. The longest fuck was from a Hufflepuff that lasted forty-five minutes, but I almost fell asleep it was so slow paced. You’re still hard and it’s been a lot longer than forty-five minutes. And you’re the biggest piece of cock I’ve ever had. So yes, you’re getting one hell of a glowing review. Unless…” She trailed off slyly.

“Unless…?” Harry repeated.

“Well I can still kind of feel my legs and I’m afraid you’re score is going to suffer if we don’t fix that before the train stop in twenty minutes.” Her grin only lasted until he picked her up by her perfect arse and slammed her down hard on his cock. “Oh Merlin yes, fuck me again!” She cried.

“We may even be able to sneak me onto a carriage if we’re stealthy enough.” He pointed out. The only answer he got was another happy cry of pleasure from the blonde